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A Master's Story II
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
A Master's Story II
"What should I do with her next..."
That was the question I asked myself last night as I drove home from her
house. In truth there were a thousand things I wanted to do with her, but
let's face it, if you start putting clamps on the clit of someone who has just
agreed that they might want to be your slave and all you're going to end up
with is an ex-slave and a possible lawsuit. No, this was going to require a
little patience.
After I got home I wrote up an instruction sheet for her for the next day
and slipped it and a little surprise into an envelope for her to open the next
morning. Then I went to bed and got some sleep. At 5am I awoke and drove by
her place and dropped the instructions into her mail slot. It was Friday and
I'd instructed her to open up her weekend schedule and call me at lunch if she
couldn't make it. The hours until lunch dragged on forever as fear and
apprehension fought with excitement for domination of my every thought.
Finally lunch came and went without a call and all that remained was
excitement. The hours flew by as my mind amused itself with thoughts of this
weekend and what was going to happen. It's times like these that I'm glad
that I'm my own boss because I didn't accomplish much that day. Finally it
was time to return home and await the arrival of my slave. "My slave..." the
thought sent a shiver down my spine as I sat and read the evening paper while
waiting for her to arrive.
It was 8:00 and the doorbell rang, and as calmly as I could I crossed
the room and opened the door. She was beautiful, standing there in a black
silk blouse and mini-skirt combination, this combined with her red high-heels
made it easy for me to gaze upon her beauty for many long seconds. As she stood
there waiting for me to invite her in a slight blush started to appear on her
face, the blush was due to the revealing nature of her outfit and the long slow
gaze I gave her. By the time I'd finished devouring the sight of her
body the blush had deepened and she was staring expectantly at me. Finally I
decided she'd had enough embarrassment and invited her in. After closing the
door I looked at her again and said, "Your appearance is quite acceptable, has
my slave obeyed all my orders? And how did they make her feel?" She paused
for a moment and then answered, "Yes Master, I obeyed all your orders. After
work I went home and showered, and dressed in my most revealing outfit. I did
not play with myself or put on any undergarments just as you ordered. Then I
put on that funny looking little vibrator shaped like a butterfly and turned
it on. That thing drove me crazy from the moment it started running, and by
the time I reached the car I was moaning. It took all my concentration just
to drive, finally after what seemed like hours I arrived at the liquor store.
I didn't want to get out of the car but I couldn't bring myself to disobey
your commands and upset you so I stepped out of the car and went inside. The
clerk was a young man and I could feel his eyes watching me as I looked for
the wine, I couldn't help but wonder if he had any idea about what was about
to happen. I didn't really think that I would go through with it but when I
found the wine I simply bent over, to get it, exposing myself to the clerk.
As I returned to the counter I could see the look of astonishment and lust on
the young man's face, I must have blushed because he started to apologize so I
told him not to worry about it. I think he wanted to ask me to do it again so
I intentionally dropped my purse on the way out and gave him another look
because I liked him a little and was starting to enjoy my nakedness. I was
very hot when I got back into the car and couldn't resist playing with
myself, I know you told me I wasn't to but I was soo horny. Then I realized
that I was running late and hurried the rest of the way here so I could make
it on time."
When she was finished I waited several long moments before responding,
"You did well with almost everything slave, but I did not give you permission
to play with yourself and I will punish you for that later. Right now I want
you to strip, then you will go into the kitchen and prepare the dinner I have
laid out while I finish reading the paper. Do not remove the butterfly
vibrator and do NOT orgasm, when dinner is ready come back out to the living
room and kneel at my feet, when I get up to go to the kitchen you are to
follow behind me. When we get there you will serve me, once I have been
served you may feed yourself. Dinner went well, but I could tell that the
vibrator was driving her crazy on the hard seat that I had given her, she
moaned several times and toward the end of the meal she started rocking back
and forth on the small vibrator. I put a stop to that with a hard stare and
then had her clean up while I did some more reading. Finally she was done,
and came to kneel before me awaiting my next command. I made her kneel there
for fifteen minutes before I decided to give her a break. "Is my slave hot?"
I asked, already knowing the answer. She moaned, "Yess, Master I'm VERRRY
hot." Then I had her stand and play with herself, she did so with a will,
orgasming several times in the first few minutes. It was quite a show so I
decided I'd see about satisfying her a little more than she suspected, I had
her play with herself for the next 40 minutes, by the end of that time she was
drenched with sweat and more than a little cum was dripping down her legs. She
was a mess so I decided that it was time to do a little cleaning up.
"You're a mess slave, go take a shower and I'll be in to inspect you and
make a few cosmetic changes in a few minutes." I said, then I watched her
retreating ass for a few moments as she headed for the bathroom. I gave her
eight minutes to get mostly clean, then I stripped off my own clothes and
entered the shower. She gasped as I entered, but only out of surprise, then
she smiled as I looked her over, she looked clean except for her hair which
was still dripping soap which ran down over her luscious breasts. She noticed
my hardening dick and asked, "Shall I clean your dick for you master?" I
said, "No" and had her finish rinsing off, then I had her step out of the
running water and examined her, her body was clean and she had also washed her
cunt, then I had her lean forward and stay there. She gasped when I slipped a
soapy finger into her ass, it was dirty as I expected so I repeated the
process several times until it came out clean then I had her back up into the
shower water and rinsed her. "Slave, I expect you to keep whole body clean,
that includes your ass...UNDERSTAND?" She said, "Yes Master" in a less than
enthusiastic voice, but I let it slide this time, time enough for pickyness
when she was wholly and unreservedly mine. I also decided against shaving her
pussy now because I wanted to be sure she would react to it in a favorable
way(favorable to her mindset of being as a slave anyway, her enjoyment of it
isn't as important as it's use in permanently subduing her will). For now it
was simply time to dry off and take her into the bedroom, it's time for her
to receive her punishment for playing with herself.
Unlike last time, Shirly did not hesitate this time when I bound her
arms. I could tell that she was curious when I pulled out the thick leather
belt and wrapped it around her waist, but no evidence of panic showed itself
on her face. When I tied her bound wrists to the metal loop in the back her
look of slight confusion disappeared and I could hear her testing her bonds as
I went to my 'Toy Chest' to get a couple more items. She accepted the ball
gag without any coaxing although I expected she'd be less willing next time
after experiencing the soreness and discomfort that it will inevitably cause.
Now to make her actually want her punishment, to do this I had her lie on the
bed and started playing with her pussy, after only a few minutes she was
bed and started playing with her pussy, after only a few minutes she was
moaning through her gag, well on her way to having a orgasm. Just as she
began to peak, before the full force of the orgasm overtook her, I stopped and
looked into eyes which were begging me for release, I could even her a quiet
'please' from behind the gag which so nicely filled her mouth. "Ok, slave," I
said, "but first you'll have to take your punishment for playing with yourself
earlier. If you stand up now and take 20 blows to your bottom from my belt,
then I will grant you release. Otherwise your punishment will be that I won't
let you orgasm again tonight, not even ONCE." I could see the conflict play
itself out in her eyes, but after only a few short seconds she arose awkwardly
from the bed(what can you expect, it was the first time she'd ever attempted
to get up without the use of her arms). With only a little hesitation she
bent forward over the side of the bed and awaited her punishment.
The blows I gave he weren't that hard but she still gasped every time the belt
came down, and by the end of the 10th her bottom was starting to redden just a
little. After the tenth blow I reached down and felt her pussy, it was still wet
from my earlier ministrations and a little more playing had moaning again. It
didn't take me long to bring her back to the edge of orgasm and when I got her
there I removed her gag. She started to beg me to let her cum but I cut her off
by saying, "Silence slave or I'll add ten more to your punishment. What I want
you to do now is I want you to count each blow out loud and ask for another as I
give you the second half of your punishment." She nodded and said, "Yes Master"
without any hesitation. Without further commentary I began the second half of
her punishment, putting a little more strength behind each blow. Each blow
brought a small yelp of pain from her lips but they were all followed by a
number and request for another blow. Her training was coming along much better
than I'd imagined, she was definitely a natural submissive she just didn't know
it quite yet. After I gave her the final blow she said, "Please Master, may I
please cum now?" I responded, "Yes you may slave but first you get three more
blows for speaking without permission." With that I gave her three swift hard
blows that elicited loud yelps of pain, then before the full shock could sink in
I pushed her onto the bed, rolled her over, and began licking her. It did not
take long to bring her to orgasm, and when the first one ended I didn't stop, I
continued licking until she'd had 5 orgasms and was starting to breath hard.
Still, she was responding well so I decide to try something. After slipping the
gag back into her mouth(something she resisted a little) I proceeded to put
clothespins on each of her nipples, for the first time she tried to resist my
efforts, struggling against me an begging me not to as best she could while
gagged. She was angry and scared as I forced her legs apart and tied them into
place, if this didn't work I was going to be in a LOT of trouble as soon as I
let her loose. She was still struggling and had begun pleading with me to let
her go when I started playing with her cunt, she did not respond immediately
due(I hoped) to the strain of the situation and the pain in her breasts, but I
kept it up hoping that her body would respond and that her mind would follow. I
was almost ready to give up and resign myself to a prison sentence when her body
started to respond. Her pleas had turned to tears and she was still thrashing
against her bonds when I first noticed that her pussy was starting to moisten
again. Thus heartened, I continued playing with her hoping I wasn't wrong.
Slowly her begging came to a stop and then she started to moan, after that it
was only a minute or less until a powerful orgasm shook her body, the second
orgasm came almost instantly following the first, and then I removed the
clothespins. The result was electric as her pain turned to pleasure at their
removal her body reacted in kind and for the next five minutes she was in a
near-constant state of orgasm. As her orgasms came to an end I removed her gag
and released her feet and hands. Saying, "My slave is free to leave now if she
wishes, or she may stay the night and spend the weekend learning to serve her
master." I moved to a place in the room that would allow her to leave easily
without passing near me. Without even rising from the bed she spoke, saying "I
am yours to do with as you will Master. Please accept my apologies for doubting
your wisdom." Thus began her first full weekend of training to be my slave...
Well, that's if for A Master's Story Part II, I hope you enjoyed it.
-: KinkMan :-
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